walking with a little poetic licence

Friday, November 10, 2006


too many people knocking at my head
you are this
you are that
have you heard about them
trust me
I know
I see
what it is
know you
better than you do
Im right
you are me
o no u c....
one friend silence knocking at my door
come in
talk now
we've been here before
in knocks
and scrapes
felt what I felt
in secret
in private
in hiding
youve dealt
with the worst of me
best of me
seen through me
ignored by me
quiet friend
shut down voice
of thought
of ego
of lies
say your piece
you know me best

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